Aha, yet again at this port. He seemed to end up here far more than he thought he would. It had actually been quite some time since his last visit, though. Yes, he was only a Chunin the last time, no? This was around the same place he met Semasu. Yes, Ms. Rankujo. A very exciting person. Perhaps too much so. He didn't know how her village even handled her, let alone a clan full of people just like her. The amount of construction workers ad bakers must be surprisingly high in the village in order to keep up with demands. It was fun to watch, though. Lots of explosives, pretty lights, blasts of heat. It was a different sensation. Not something one saw everyday. As always, the weather was also really nice, especially on the port. The ocean breeze reminded him of home right about now. Why did he leave home? It was very comforting back there. His own office and a bunch of little slaves, er servants, er, ninja, yes, ninja there to do his work for him. He really had no reason to come. He could've sent someone else, but coming out an soaking up some of the rays couldn't be that bad.

Hmm, maybe he'd run into someone he knew around here. He didn't really know that many people, though. There was Semasu, like he mentioned not so long ago, there was Ms. Shinoe, cute one, she was, and that was about it. He did know of the kage, but he had yet to meet the man himself. He actually sounded quite intimidating, but after coming by this particular village so many times, it seemed like he had to meet the man. Maybe not today, but some day he would get to it. When the time allowed. Today all he wanted to do was walk along the port and wave at the sailors. He could've chosen the sailor life. He loved their wear. He wouldn't be above wearing that back to the office. He didn't really care how his villagers saw him. He had already earned their respect after all. If he made himself look like a fool once or twice then they would stop treating him like such a celebrity and loosen up around him. He didn't like being such an important person. It just felt like too much work to maintain appearances like that. In this village, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted, though. He didn't think he would feel so free outside his village walls. "What a fine day to be alive."

Picking his nose the mighty beast that was Mingo walked around the port, with nothing to do. His reason being there was to hide from some women that chased his out of the local hot spring. His reasoning for being chased was that they were uncomfortable with their bodies, because if they like their bodies they shouldn't have a a problem with Mingo watching them relax naked in the hot springs. But Mingo would pull his finger out of his nose as he walked next to someone, Saizo, whipping the booger on to the guys back and then placing that had on his shoulder. Mingo did this because to him this guy didn't fit, he wasn't a sailor or seemed to work at the port, and also he for some reason wanted to talk to him after hearing what he had said about today. "Yea, today is a fine day to be a live friend." Mingo would should patting his back with his hand before returning it to the guys shoulder. Today was a lovely day and a good chat with strangers could be fun. Mingo would jump in front of the other man, and look him up in down. "Don't take it the wrong way be would you like to get a drink with me, and possibly be my wing man?" Mingo asked the guy. He honestly just wanted something to drink but well he had no money to pay for a drink and also he wanted to pick up some females so a wing man was always good to have. Hopefully the guy wouldn't become afraid from how Mingo acted around him, but he would understand since they where strangers, but hoped he was a cool guy and would just come and have a drink with him. Because really who wouldn't want to get a drink with Mingo?

Someone else who wasn't a sailor. He had very interesting hair. It was very… creative. Saizo probably wouldn't be able to pull it off. Maybe the hair was a Tsuki thing. Pretty interesting life people must live in the village. Explosives going off, crazy hair styles, and whatever other strange cultural things they did. Wasn't really his business to judge any of them. He was the foreigner after all. Would be rude. Not as rude as having boogers flicked at him, though. Yes, he watched the mans movements. The booger missed him. Travelled right through him to be exact. Passed through his liquid body. He didn't care much for the mans antics. How uncouth. Almost made him angry enough to drown the man right here and there. Lucky for him, Saizo believed in second chances. Letting him put a hand on him. Of course, it was the same hand, which only annoyed him more, but he'd put up with it just a little more. He didn't really feel like flooding more than half the town. He didn't seem like a bad guy, though. Just a bit lacking in the manners department.

"Ha, be your wing man? Sounds interesting. Why not?" he wouldn't mind meeting new people. Although this guy wasn't the kind of man he expected to meet, he might still prove to be some fun. He didn;t have too much money on him, but certainly enough to have a good time in a local pub or wherever he might take them. This was surprisingly not the first time he met someone in a different village who ended up dragging him over to a bar. This was however the first one who wanted to bring him along to improve his chances with the lady. Also judging from experience, this guy was flat broke. Why was he always the first picked? He didn't look that rich, did he? He did carry a lot of money with him when he travelled, though. Perhaps while there he'd also meets a nice girl for himself after hooking up Mr.Whatshisname over here. That actually brought up a serious question. "And your name is?"

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Mingo hadn't notched his booger go through the man but if he did would have been amazed, but it can't be helped. The help part being him acting with proper manners a shinobi of any village should show, it just wasn't him. Sure he could be considered a outstanding man with up to pair manners, but today he wanted to relax and live for every moment. As that is what shinobi should do when not busy taking care of businesses, that meaning taking a mission or doing an important task. Looking over the man Mingo's first thought is that he is an average Joe who is visiting. A bright smile would come across Mingo's face as the man agreed to his request, this was truly going to be interesting.

Mingo would turn his back to the man before he would speak,"Follow me! I know the best place to grab a drink. And the women there are AH! to die for my man." Mingo would say, but before he would take another step the guy asked one of the best questions in the world, what his name was."Oh? You wanna know my name? Seems only logical for me to tell you since you are going to be my Mingo man for the day. Well my name is MINGO! yes Sato Mingo is my name. And what is you name friend?"Mingo would ask him turning his head so he could see the man's face.

Whenever the guy would say his name Mingo would begin walking to the bar, hoping the guy wouldn't be far behind. If he followed him they would come to a average looking place that sat at the port, not really showing that the place was a bar was the sign THE SEAHAG!. But if someone looked a drunken sailor would be laying next to the front door of the establishment. With his arms out Mingo would hug the drunken man,"Nice, they must be serving till you can't hang anymore!" Mingo would say as he would let the passed out guy go as he reeked of alcohol. He didn't want to smell bad before he met any women, as he double check by smelling his armpit to see if he was smelly."I'm good! You ready to go in"Mingo would say as he turned around and said if Saizo was behind him.

Saizo could really use a drink right about now. Maybe not something alcoholic, but then again, beers main ingredient was water. Any beverage with water was a good beverage to him. Any beverage with alcohol was a good beverage to him. It also helped him stand the whole, "everything is dead here" vibe. Yea, he couldn't live in a place where everything was gloomy, but the place had its good qualities. They were pretty friendly people for the most part. Just look at Mingo. Inviting a stranger like him off into a bar like that. Sure it was to mooch of him, but we can just ignore that part. At least they were talking. Maybe Saizo wouldn't be against spending everything he had at the Seahag and later being tossed out. Thats what life is all about after all. "My name is… Richard. Richard Rubbinuts." he said, borrowing the fake name from a pretty spunky man that used the name when they met near the same place. Yes, Saizo was suing a fake name. He wanted to stay anonymous. He didn't want someone recognizing his name. It could draw attention. "You might know my uncle, Jake Rubbinuts. He was a merchant who passed by here not so long ago." Yes, that man was pretty fun to say the least. He reminded him of a barrel of monkeys. Not like he'd ever seen a barrel of monkeys. That would be animal cruelty. Ye, PETA was pretty strict about no putting animals in barrels and if Saizo recalls correctly, there is a pretty big fine accompanying it.

Saizo would follow Mingo to his little bar, not being real impressed by how it looked on the outside, but it was a bar. He wasn't expecting a five star restaurant. Bars didn't have to be pretty as long as the service was good and the products were enjoyable. Well, and the women of course. A bar with no women is like a tree without leaves. They suck. "Seahag, eh? I hope the bar is the only hag we see." he said. Even Saizo had standards. Worst case scenario, they just have to drink a little more than usual. Hopefully Mingo can hold his alcohol. He didn't want his job as his Mingo man to be dragging him back home in the middle of the night, just like the man in front of the bar. Maybe, he'll just leave him in an alley somewhere. Yea, that sounded good enough. "Yep, I'm ready to go in."

"Well nice to met cha Richard!" Mingo would say as he put his hands behind his head and walked through the open entrance of the Seahag. A smile on his face as he didn't think anything could ruin this day. He didn't know who the man Richard was talking about so he didn't respond to the question. "Don't worry this place should have some beautiful women."Mingo said as he sat at the bar, next to Yuumaru. At first he didn't pay attention to the boy as he wanted to first order himself a drink."One beer please!" Mingo would say to the old and dirty bartender with a smile. "Richard as my wing man you don't get to drink yet...But you can pay for this can't cha?" Mingo would say to Richard as he sat with his back toward the bar. He would then look at the boy who he sat next to. Something was of about the kid as he didn't really fit in this type of environment, and Mingo believes children shouldn't belong in place like this."Aren't you a little bit to young to be here? Won't your mother be sad to see her young boy in such a place?"Mingo would ask him as he lean't closer to the boy.

Mingo considered himself a role model and a person who should be listened to, even if he is completely wrong on how he says things. But this shouldn't be taken as something bad as Mingo wasn't a mean person, he just well did as he pleased. No real set of rules or morals when he wants to just live for the moment as such things would ruin that."Hey hurry up with the beer!" Mingo would say as he believed it was taking to long for just one beer. He didn't always drink beer but when he did it was always from the Seahag. After the bartender took his sweet time Mingo would get his beer, but wouldn't drink it yet.

Since Mingo didn't watch the bartender he wasn't able to notice the strange things the man did to his drink, but Richard might have been able to see it. But if the guy wanted to notify Mingo of what was in his drink was up to him as Mingo was about to drink the beer. And if no one stopped him he would drink it.

Saizo followed Mingo into the bar. He couldn't help but laugh to himself after Mingo decided to ignore his question about Jake. Of course he didn't know Jake. Even if they had met, he probably had used a different name. What a funny man. Much more lively than he had first appeared to be. Saizo hadn't even suspected that the man was actually a kage like himself. Even to this day he still didn't know the truth. But enough about the past. He wanted to think about the present right now. "I'll believe you" He said, referring to the beautiful women remark. Saizo followed Mingo inside and sat on Mingo's other side, opposite of the young kid. The young kid was pretty out of place. He was surprised they even let people his age inside the bar. Then again, maybe the laws were different in this village. Through all his travels, it had never occurred to him that perhaps the other hidden ninja villages had there own set of rules and regulations. Perhaps this was one of those moments and that kid was actually a heavy drinker that could even put Saizo to shame. What a strange culture they had here.

Saizo was fine not drinking. After seeing Mingo's personality, he assumed that he was the kind of guy who will drink till he drops. Saizo being the nice guy that he is knew that it would help if he were still sober too to help the fool when it happened. "You're lucky that you caught me in such a good mood. Otherwise I'd have probably drowned you in a river by now. But I'll pay for your drink today." he said, being awful blunt about it. He was telling the truth, however. He was even more lucky that Saizo was the kind of person that he was. Saizo wasn't going to hold a grudge against Mingo. The bartender, on the other hand, seemed to have other things in mind. Saizo wouldn't mess with him, not yet anyways. He didn't want to put the old man out of business. Not at this very moment anyways.

"Don't harass the boy too much, Mingo. The last thing we need is him crying." he said to Mingo. To attract attention by making a young kid cry wasn't going to look good at all. Saizo wouldn't have been surprised if he did make a scene of some sort. He looked like that kind of guy. "Also, I wouldn't drink that beer even if the bar was paying me." he said to Mingo. Maybe he'd catch the hint, maybe he wouldn't. Wasn't Saizo's problem. He knew know that he definitely wasn't drinking today. Not here anyways. Rather disgusting, watching an old man spit into anthers drink. Probably smelled weird too. Saizo didn't know what Mingo did to deserve something like that, but Saizo probably wouldn't have be that surprised.

The young boy was a bit more interesting than the bartender, though. A good look at him was all he needed to tell that he wasn't from around this village. He seemed a tad too different. Of course, Saizo wasn't the right person to distinguish foreigners from regular villagers. Not here, where he was a foreigner himself. A young kid like that exploring the ninja villages, though. Well, Saizo was around the same age when he started doing that sort of things. Ninja were pretty young nowadays. He had no idea why. It wasn't like they were at war or anything. The villages actually were at a time of peace. There was no need to breed so many young soldiers anymore. Perhaps old habits just tend to die hard.

"Drown me? You're to much Richard!" Mingo would say laughing at what the man said, thinking he was just joking. Mingo would nob at the next thing Richard would say as a child crying is just too much. As he was about to drink the beer whole he tosses it to the ground, how he did it made it seem like an accident. But he truly did this because of what Richard said. "O my it seems I spilled my drink. What a pity it looked good. May I have another? You know what!  Give me what the kid...err.... I mean young man is having!" Mingo would ask with a smile as he turned around to the bartender. Mingo planned on watching the bartender this time when he made his drink, because Richard probably saw the old man put something in Mingo's drink. Now that Mingo was watching the man it would be foolish of the old guy to try something like he did before.

As he waited Mingo decided he would chat with the kid,"Old man? Chicken? Why do you call us such things? I may be older then you but I am not an Old man." Mingo would say his smile still on his face. He would then point at Richard. "My buddy Richard though may be old! Like this bartender..." Mingo would say as he gave his attention back on the bartender. "And he may also be an chicken but! He has somethings good about him! But forget about us for a second! Someone of the age of fifteen shouldn't be in such a place. They should be umm playing outside with their friends or things like that..not in some bar." Mingo stopped as he didn't know what he was getting at from everything he was saying so he would quickly change the subject. The bartender, taking his time, finished Mingo's drink. Grabbing it Mingo would turn back around so his back was toward the bar, and he would scan the place. And what he say well didn't see disappointed him greatly as there wasn't any women he considered his type.

Mingo would look at the boy, looking him up and down.This kid was obliviously different in many ways compared with Mingo. From his looks and the way he talked, this also could be said about Richard. Mingo knew nothing about these two characters but he wanted that to change as they both seemed really interesting. Mingo also knew that theses two weren't from this village and also wanted to know a bit of their origin, but he would ask all his question after he let them speak on what he has already said.

The kid was really quite amusing. It almost sounded as if he thought he could take them both on. Of course, the kid didn't know any better. He had no idea of who either of them were. Actually, Saizo had no idea of who Mingo really was and vice versa. Guess they were all a bunch of strangers inside a bar together. Wouldn't be the first time he had gotten himself in this kind of situation, but this time he hoped he wouldn't have to burn his shoes. Oh alcohol. How can something so good be so bad. Perhaps they should all just have some chocolate milk. Mmm, now that he thought about it, Saizo perferred strawberry.

Now, the kids cute nickname was quite funny as well. Mr. White hair. It really did make him sound old, but Saizo always believed his hair was far more grey than it was white. It didn't really matter to him, though. It was close enough. Mingk was also amusing but in a different way. So carefree. Perhaps he was just ignoring all these hostile remarks. What was even more amusing was how he chose to dispose of his drink. "What a waste." he said with a smile as he watched it all trickle down. He also gave a little glance and smile to the bartender. What a devious old man. Surely he must have had a good reason, though. He'd never seen an old man such as that just spit into someones drink just for fun. Sure, young men did all the time but... young men, though.

As the two continued their... debate, Saizo would simply stay off to the side. "I'm not that old." he said to himself in an almost annoyed way, kind of like a child. "I'm also not a chicken. I'm just a bit hesitant, that's all." he said to himself, again. "Wait, why am I the one being attacked?" This would probably be around the time where he would be getting weird looks from other around the bar, if there even were others, because he was talking to himself, again. He wasn't loud per se. More of just how his facial expression kept changing as he continued his complaining. He really should've been contributing to the conversation next to him, but to be honest, he didn't really want to kick a kid out of a bar. It wasn't his jurisdiction, but that of the bartender and if this bartender wanted to serve chocolate milk then by God, let him. Whether Saizo stayed in the bar, well, I guess Mingo is allowed to decide that.

Mingo would slowly drink his drink and after hearing the boy's on asking there names he would place it down on the bar's counter. "I am Mingo! and that is........Rich. " Mingo would say as he had forgotten the rest of Rich's name. This was because of how strong his drink was, he was never know to be able to handle his chocolate milk.  Mingo would stumble to his feet and lean against Rich," This kid doesn't look like he is blue....why is he called the blue beast?" Mingo would ask Rich. But how he did it wasn't how he thought he did as instead of whispering it to Rich he said it loud enough for Yuu to hear him. But what could you do Mingo was weird and did weird things, and on why he was acting like this was a mystery as he might be joking or not.

Mingo would spin from Rich and stand in front of Yuu now,"All is forgiven! I actually like those who do pranks. It reminds me of when I was young and did such things..." Mingo would say even though he prank still as an adult. Mingo was in a really go mood as he continued to talk to the boy and mess with Rich, as he felt they were already friends."Tell you about an adventure?" Mingo would be back in his seat now as he thought if he had any good adventures."I actually live a boring shinobi life so I don't have any good adventures to share...But I can tell you I have lived in the Hidden Moon all my life." Mingo would say to the boy. Then the boy asked Mingo a question directly instead of asking him and Rich." My goals? My dreams? I would happily tell you those things as you are right...all ninja have a ninja way. But! at this moment I can't say I remember mines..." Mingo would tell him as he rubs the back of his head, a little embarrassed that he had forgotten such an important thing. But this was normal as Mingo forgot most things when he was just trying to have a good time and relax, as serious things would ruin that relaxation.

Special Drink no jutsu... that name is so damn AWESOME. Millions of ideas came to his mind from the name alone. Oh, but there were so many twists and turns he could take with it. He could make it a legitimate technique, not that Yuu's version wasn't legitimate or anything. Perhaps a bit gross and unconventional, but he was just a kid, after all. A cute kid, though. Saizo usually didn't chase after younger people, or really chase at all, but he had some sort of force around him that screamed "Pinch my cheecks". Lucky for Yuu, Saizo had a strong will and great self-control. A good thing too. Saizo pinched hard.

Now, he hadn't actually ordered his milk, in fact he wasn't planning on ordering it at all, so he wasn't going to enjoy anything besides the company of  two men, or rather a man and a half. Or perhaps a man and half a beast? Although the nickname rung no bells, Saizo immediately recognized his family name. The wood style of the Senju was quite famous after all. Wood style and sealing jutsu kind of went hand and hand. Kinda like peanut butter and waffles. "Hmm, never been to the Hidden Jungle." he said. He'd been to just about every hidden village except the jungle. Did he really care about it that much to go, though? Meh, not really. Saizo shrugged off Mingo and his silly question. It was obvious that he was called the blue beast because of his beautiful black eyes and on that note, did he just get tipsy off milk? Saizo did say that this guy was probably going to drop tonight. Not the way he thought it was going to happen, but can't be right all the time. Now other than that, Mingo seemed pretty boring. Yuu asking all these personal questions and Mingo being such a bore with the questions. Well, Saizo was going to do the exact same. "My ninja goal? You could very well say that I've already achieved mine. too bad I'm no ninja, though." Yes he was lying, but neither of them knew anything about him. "Even though I'm not a ninja, I do have quite a few stories. But to just pick one? Oh, that'd be difficult. Is there any sort of story you'd like to hear about in particular? Perhaps one about my many exploits?" Saizo raised his eyebrow and gave a bit of a chuckle. Oh god, maybe he was old. He should retire. It was never to early to pass on his kage hat.

I will now collect my EXP. {EXIT}